Guess who's pooping right now?
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Sunday, June 8, 2008
New Photos
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Grammie,
Papa,
Photos
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Grammie and Papa came by for a visit this weekend and took lots of pictures. I've posted a bunch of them on the Flickr account. Go on over and have a look.
Two Minutes Past Three
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Elizabeth,
Late Night
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Guess who? Guess when? I think her sleep habits are getting worse.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Spoiled
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sisters,
Things Kids Say
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You know your kids are spoiled (not by me) when you get comments like the one below. This morning, as I was strapping Linda into her car seat, she asked me to hand her a toy. I reached over and grabbed Baby Hudson from the seat between the girls. As I brought it up, Elizabeth reached out (as far a she could get while all strapped in) and kind of snagged the doll's hand. Linda quickly snatched the doll from me (she's gotten increasingly protective of her baby dolls as Elizabeth has taken a real fascination with them) and said, very sincerely,
"This is my baby, Elizabeth. Don't worry, your grandmothers and grandfathers, like Grammy and Papa, will get you lots of baby dolls too."
Of course they will, because that's how you get baby dolls, right??!! Who needs to share? Well Elizabeth seemed pacified by the comment (for now).
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Strep Throat!
Ahhhh, my throat is killing me. Who gets strep throat in the end of May. I think all my work stress and average of three hours of non-continuous sleep is finally biting me in the ass. And to make it worse I drove 45 minutes to some MinuteClinic in a CVS in Northeast Philly because my friggin insurance won't pay for my PCP to do a throat culture because the lab (and the doctor) are in a hospital. Elizabeth is crying- I'm off for round two of the night.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
"I'm a one man show."
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Linda,
Things Kids Say
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Linda debuted this gem last week: "I'm a one man show." Where does she get this stuff? There's a scene in one of her movies, Cars, where the main character tells his pit crew that he's a one man show. I'm assuming that's where it came from. Lately it's all she's saying. When you ask her to do something every now and again the answer is "No. I'm a one man show." Yesterday she even told me that she let all her school friends know that she's a one man show.
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